There’s always been something gloriously unbothered about Dave Graney and Clare Moore — a sense that the rules of engagement (hits, trends, relevance) are for other people. 'Laburnum Of The Mind' doubles down on that stance. It’s a record that begins in the pocket — all groove and insinuation — before drifting into something more abstract, more interior, and, at times, more cutting than anything they’ve done in years. Graney's sartorial splendour, extravagance and studied pose - the man makes sweatpants look like a tuxedo - is balanced by Moore's steady rhythms and über cool demeanour and this album positively drips with grandeur and a suave elegance, an arched brow with a hand on the hip.

Well may the endless vicissitudes of life be getting us down at the moment, but a bright luminescent ray of sonic sunshine from Dave Graney and Clare Moore always brightens the darkest corners of the world when they grace us with another of their witty vignettes. The delightfully named 'I Ain't Got No Float' has all the debonaire swagger you can expect from this duo: delivered with an arched brow, hand on hip and a studied pose. Guitars are crisp and ambulant over the steady beat with surprise vocal intrusions over Graney's dulcet tones.

The sun always shines brighter when we are blessed with the languid, louche sounds of Dave Graney and Clare Moore, and full strength polaroid shades are required for the new single 'Hits Are The Worst' as the dynamic duo announce a new album on the way. 'Hits Are The Worst' is delivered with Graney's trademark dulcet tones that transport you, as always, to some dark velvet-lined smoke-filled cabaret lounge with Absynthe-filled shot glasses spilling over with regret and romance. Graney's delivery is as always burnished with an arched brow and a sardonic grin: incredibly cathartic and amusingly theatrical.